I'm a pirate at the end of Ming Dynasty

In the middle of the night, the sound of drums slowly sounded in Jiulian Mountain, boom, boom, deep.

Gradually the crowd died out.

Nowadays, there are actually 30 million people, men, women, and children living in Jiulian Mountain. It is not so much a group of cottages as it is a newly built small county. Therefore, everything that should be there is naturally there. There are people at night. Drums are beaten, and someone rings the bell in the morning. A market is opened at noon every day for the people inside to trade. There will also be people who will count the things that are lacking in the mountains, and then Zheng Zhiyan will send people outside to buy them.

A town scene indeed.

Turning on the lamp and making the windows brighter, the moonlight illuminated the snow all day long. Luo Chao staggered back after protruding all day. Because he had been head down all day, his brain seemed to be a little lack of oxygen. He was confused about everything he saw, and his waist and legs were also cramped. Paroxysms of soreness.

But after returning home, what greeted him was not a warm harbor, but an even colder basin of cold water. The White Widow threw out all the things related to him, and then simply set fire to them both. All the houses where they lived were burned down.

The two minions who were ordered to return the things looked at him strangely, as if they were laughing at him, and they spoke badly. This made him very angry, and he wanted to grab their collars and give them a good slap. Let them take a good look at who they are talking to.

However, he couldn't muster any strength and looked like a lost dog.

"I dare to ask you two brothers, if Siniang burns down the house, where will she live?"

"Back to Mr. Luo, my wife is resting at Black Bear's house tonight. You'd better carry your things down the mountain quickly. We heard that you haven't built your own house in Jiulian Mountain yet. If you wait a little longer, I'm afraid you won't be able to find anyone willing to take you in."

With a pop, the other silent boy burst out laughing. The laughter was like a big ear-scratcher that slapped Luo Chao hard on the face.

But Luo Chao still endured it.

Today, he suffered more humiliation than he had in the first half of his life combined. Just thinking about it, besides hating Yang Xu, he didn't know who else to hate, but he could only hate himself for his bad luck.

He opened his mouth, which was full of bubbles, and said hoarsely: "Okay, I'm relieved, then I'm leaving."

Then Luo Chao lowered his head and glanced at the things on the ground, and said: "Please help me pass these things to your wife, and keep them in mind. If she thinks they are an eyesore, let her burn them."

After that, Luo Chao turned and left. For some reason, the two boys looked at his back and thought of an injured lone wolf.

This kind of lone wolf is the most terrifying, and the two boys couldn't help but tremble together.

In the room on the other side, all the leaders of Jiulian Mountain and several heads of refugees gathered together, sitting around a large round table. There was a special, large brass hot pot in front of them. Dudu was cooking six or seven plates of mutton, and the one sitting at the head making the sesame sauce was none other than Zheng Zhipeng.

But in this leaders' meeting, Luo Chao, who was originally under one person, was not there.

"You guys are in for a treat today," Zheng Zhipeng, who made the sesame sauce, boasted, "I am an expert when it comes to eating hot pot. Come and try the sesame sauce I made. I guarantee that you will all agree after eating it. Come on, take all the bowls. Come on, I'll give you a share."

Everyone quickly placed the empty bowls in front of Zheng Zhipeng. Zheng Zhipeng took a big spoonful each and just finished sharing.

"It's difficult to survive in troubled times when you have no control over yourself. In fact, neither I nor my eldest brother are just ordinary living beings. My eldest brother told me that he went to sea with his uncle just to have a full meal. Then I always think about how happy I would be in this life if I could have such a hot pot meal every now and then, have a mother-in-law who knows both cold and hot, and have two sensible and obedient children. On a day like today, it would be really I don’t even dare to think about it. I think you all should be the same way. Times make heroes, and it’s like this now because of ignorance. Su Qin said well, so I have two hectares of fertile land in Luoyang, and can I wear the seal of the Six Kingdoms?"

Everyone laughed in agreement and said that Fourth Master was right.

"The world is not good, and you and the brothers in Jiulian Mountain have all suffered. But fortunately, the hard days are over now. I have entrusted Xiong Wencan and Zhang Bingzhen to jointly submit a letter to the court to set up a mansion in Jiulian Mountain. To resettle the refugees, from now on, brothers, soldiers, farmers, and farmers, each of you, one by one, can work as an official with a half-level position, even though you are all a minor official or even a subordinate. , but it can be regarded as having a background, no one outside will treat you as thieves anymore."

Everyone was stunned. For a moment, they didn't know what expression to make, and they didn't even think about whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

Zheng Zhipeng stretched out his chopsticks, scooped up a large piece of chopsticks from the hot pot, put it in a bowl, dipped it in sesame sauce and stuffed it all into his mouth. While chewing the meat, he said vaguely: "Eat, why are you all doing this?" Why don't you use chopsticks? Isn't this a good thing? What? Is it better to be a thief than an official?"

"Good things, good things, of course they are good things."

"It's a good thing to honor our ancestors."

"Thanks to Fourth Master, we can have this opportunity."

Without looking at them, Zheng Zhipeng swallowed the meat into his belly, picked up a full chopstick, and said while eating: "Since you are an official, you must look like an official in the future, and this Jiulian Mountain must also be It looks like a serious prefecture, but it definitely won't work like this now. I plan to build a city out of rocks at the foot of Jiudu Mountain, which can be regarded as our yamen here. I think you don't want to go back to your own mountain every day, and you all live in the city. Come on, brothers, I think they should leave as well, it’s time to cultivate the land, it’s time to open up the mountains, let them live a good life for two days.”

After being coaxed, everyone was in confusion, and they all shouted, "Fourth Master, you must not do this. My brothers have been with me for so long, how can they still farm?"

"Yes, Fourth Master, no."

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Zheng Zhipeng tapped his bowl quite hard with his chopsticks several times, and after knocking several times, the group of people managed to remain silent.

"Brothers will be allocated land, and they will just farm the land honestly from now on. Of course, our Jiulianshan will definitely turn into soldiers on its own. After you go back, pull all the brothers under you. I will take away the little boss to do it." Yi Cong, choose some good seedlings, and each of them will bring five hundred elites to eat the imperial rations with you in the new city. Wouldn't it be fun? After all, soldiers are more expensive than elites. Now that we can attack Jiulian Mountain, we can draw tens of thousands of troops. But what's the use? With the population of Jiulian Mountain, it's enough to support more than 1 professional soldiers."

When everyone heard the words, there was another burst of noise. It was hard to tell whether it was good or bad, but the intention to take over the power was already obvious. Some started talking to each other directly, and some talked directly to Zheng Zhipeng, and Zheng Zhipeng They ignored them all and continued to eat his hot pot, but at some point, more than a hundred black guards appeared silently behind them, holding knives and armors. They were so majestic. The noise soon died down. Go down.

However, a black guard suddenly crawled up to Zheng Zhipeng's ear and whispered a few words. Zheng Zhipeng raised his head in surprise and looked at one of the bosses, named Li Ping.

"Master Li, what's going on?"

Li Ping sweat dropped. While wiping the sweat, he said in a very naive manner: "I said I wouldn't let them come, but my brothers insisted on coming. They don't trust me. I'm a countryman who has never seen the world. , Hahaha, Fourth Master, don’t be angry, I will definitely scold them when I get back. But you see... my brothers have a very good relationship with me, can you..."

Zheng Zhipeng suddenly burst into laughter and interrupted: "Master Li, you are very cute."

Li Ping smiled awkwardly, picked up the wine glass and wanted to punish himself, but saw Zheng Zhipeng directly take out a short blunderbuss and shot him dead with a bang!

"Shang Kexi, cut off his head and show it to his brothers outside. If there is anyone who has deep feelings for him, send him down to keep him company."

"Yes."

Zheng Zhipeng smiled and took a few more bites of the hot pot, then put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth and said, "After I finish speaking, who agrees and who disagrees."